wukong being possessive of the ones he loves but not in a obsessive love yandere way but in a loser that gets jealous really easily way. like mk getting mentored by macaque and wukong’s like “ehmmm what the flipflop” and is talking to mk like “i’m like such a good mentor like 1000x better than that emo guy.” like for 0 reason and mks like “oh my god are you serious” after getting a mountain collapsed on him for the fifteenth time. wukong getting oddly possessive of tripitaka on the journey when zhu bajie comes to the journey like “hey i’m like soooooo much better than zhu bajie on godd” while tripitakas about to get kidnapped by some other demon. by the end of the journey wukong gets really attached to everyone and is desperately tryna convince them to live in ffm. and then with macaque he’d be talking to some other guy and wukongs like. “ehm actually that’s MY warrior” and he notices himself end up doing it when they’re enemies and macaques like “dude wtf is ur problem” and wukongs just like “i fuckin hate u hoe” and then proceeds to just do the same thing over and over again. possessive wukong but he’s scared that his friends will abandon him bc he’s been abandoned so often (by macaque and when the pilgrims died) that he refuses to let it happen again.
OMGGG!! if you end up writing it PLSSSSS tag me in it cz god i love keigo <3333
|| pairings: hawks x reader / keigo takami x reader
|| warning: a little suggestive, but it stops, other than that its comfort <3 listen to the song "We'll Never Have Sex" and you'll understand. reverse comfort
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Hawks. Number two hero in all of Japan. Fastest hero in all the country, youngest too, only age 22 and he was number two. Everyone seemed to want a piece of him, woman, man, anyone. It made sense, of course, he was attractive. He acted carefree, always with a boyish grin on his face and everything he did seemed so effortless. Perhaps that was apart of the problem.
No matter what he did, everyone made their assumptions. Made their ideas, believing him to be a playboy or some sex-driven man. He hated it. Keigo was told to just let it happen, it was good publicity. Especially with how much his fans ate it up, he complied. He let it happen.
That all changed when he met you. Who's hands were never quick, never yearning in a way to get his clothes off. Your hands were soft, gentle. Always caring, never forcing. Keigo didn't understand it, why weren't you trying anything? Why weren't you trying to make him apart of a fantasy?
Your soft lips against his as you sat in his laps, but it wasn't quick. Not 'hot and bothered' as some may speculate, no, it was slow and careful. His hands placed on the small of your back as the two of you kissed. It was a comfort, it was wonderful. Something Keigo always yearns after he finishes a hard day of a hero, to come home where you'd swing by. Watch a movie, make some food, just be together. Sweet kisses exchanged, tonight was no different. The only small change was that those small kisses turned to a small make-out.
You, who'd move your hands just a bit down, down Keigo's chest. He didn't want it to stop, but at the same time it felt like too much. Something he wasn't ready for, not yet at least. The vermillion feathers ruffled behind him as he forced himself to let this happen. You, on the other hand? You stopped and pulled away, cupping his face in your hands as you pressed a gentle kiss on Keigo's scarred cheek.
"Why'd you stop?" Your boyfriends question was barely above a whisper as he held you close. He didn't understand, was he not kissing you well enough? Not being good enough for you?
"Because you wanted to stop," You ran a hand through his messy blonde hair. One that's been kissed by the winds that he flew through during the day. Before he could try to fight back you continued. "I could tell your hesitation, love."
"Dove, we can keep going-"
"When you're ready."
Keigo stared at you with his golden eyes, staring up at you as you mindlessly brushed through his hair with your fingers. Untangling any mess that had happened from the day, taking out any small pieces of dirt or debris from the day. He didn't understand. No, he wasn't a virgin, why were you acting like he was? He held you tighter as he pushed his face into the plush of your neck.
Taking a deep inhale of your scent as he relaxed under your touch.
"Thank you."
You knew how the media treated him, as some sort of sex symbol. Always putting him on a pedestal as the number two hero, fastest hero in all of Japan. It killed you everytime you'd see an article of some made up scandal Keigo was supposedly apart of. You'd compare that article to your boyfriend. The man who'd come home, dragging his feet against the wooden floor. Eyebags under his eyes once he wiped the make up he used to conceal it. He was exhausted, overworked. Yet all the media saw was some one-dimensional man.
With a small hum, you shook your head and pushed a small kiss to your winged boyfriends forehead. Lingering there for a few moments before pulling away. A small smile on your face as you kept your gaze on him.
"You don't need to thank me, Keigs."
"But I should, you-"
You pushed your finger against his lips, a small smirk danced on your lips as you huffed.
"I don't wanna do anything you're not comfortable with. We don't have to do anything soon," With a small sigh, not of disappointment, you pressed your forehead against his. Fluttering your eyes closed as you kept speaking softly. "I kiss you just to kiss you, Keigo. If you don't wanna go too far, we don't have to. I'll be as patient as you need."
Your words hit a chord somewhere in Keigo. He always felt so pressured to do.. Well, anything. Hero work, the Commission, friends, enemies. He had so many things he had to do. But with you? He could go his pace for once. Not Hawks'. Not the man he presented to be, not the fastest hero in Japan. Just Keigo. He could go as slow as he needed, and you'd be there to support him.
"I love you," He whispered softly, his voice trembling just the smallest bit as he kept his emotions in check. Trying not to cry.
"I love you too, my darling."
"I love you," He repeated again. And again. And again. He kept whispering it as he kissed your neck softly, not a tease, not to lead up to something else. But because he could, because he wanted to.
"My gentle angel."
|| GUYS. GUYS. IM CHDBSIUBSIBVIDBLDVSAA i love keigo oml. i love how complex he is, he means sm to me OOOMMMLLLLLL :(( TO BE CLEAR!! im not anti-sex or smth, i js find it interesting to see the difference between hawks and keigo. i can make a whole essay on this
shroomie shenanigans
Its so me I love spooky Hawks <3
I've been thinking about Hawks lately. I'm on loving the birb man era again.
So i was thinking about childhood friends to strangers to lovers with hawks. You know how he used to live a lonely life before commission got him. But what if he actually had a friend. YOU.
You were also a kid living in the neighborhood and you guys were so close!! You would sneak up to meet him and play with little keigo. You'd share your snacks with him. He'd tell you how he feels and he'd cry to you. You were little keigo's safe space. You guys were each others best friends.
Untill he had to leave you behind. Without a word i may add. Suddenly. With no trace. You cried for WEEKS. Months even. You felt bad even after years. You actually thought he's gone for good. But then one day you look at the tv and "oh wow, isn't that a familiar face?!" You didn't know how you feel after seeing him as the big shot hero. He's no longer a crybaby, he doesn't need you anymore, he grew up so much over the years, he's stronger, he got so many admirers, he's moved on from you, he's not your best friend keigo anymore, in fact he probably forgot about you. That's what you told yourself. But you're proud of him though. He has come so far. Grown so much. You're definitely his number one well wisher nonetheless. And with that you move on with you life as well. But you can't move on from HIM. He was you closest friend. How can you!
Little did you know, all this years he thought about you too. Do you still wait for him behind his rundown house, do you still keep extra snacks for him, do you still smile so brightly, are you okay, he hopes you're well, hopes that you're healthy and happy. And he hopes that you never forget him. Little did he know, you could never.
Then one day, after the war and everything, Hawks wanted to go back to his roots, where everything started, his origins, just to get a break from all the chaos over the years. A well deserved rest. He wanted to see how things are where he used to live, wanted to know if everything's still the same, wanted to see things he was never allowed to when he was little. And maybe wanted to see if he could find something familiar. Though he never really imagined he'd actually bump into someone. Someone who meant everything to keigo once. Someone special.
With a soft smile and shining eyes, "Huh, isn't that a familiar face?!".....
I'm not a writer, English isn't my first language either. Pardon my mistakes. Just wanted to vent out my thoughts. If you see this, have a wonderful day!!
ARCANE SEASON TWO SPOILERS!!!!
How Viktor felt after healing that one random man (Huck)
"C'mere, Bud. I got you, it's gonna be okay..."
STOP I LOOOOVEE DISTORTED REFLECTIONS GOLLLYYY
Distorted Reflections Hawks
haha. Oh you two are fucked up together. Not abusive or anything, but it's not very often Hawks can even get close enough with another hero to consider them his friend. Let alone his partner. And oh, finally, he found someone who knew just how messed up being a hero is.
It's not every day he can find someone that can actually keep up with him, running or flying at his side, keeping pace. It's not every day where he can flop down in the old rickety motel the Commission is forcing the two of you to stay at and tug you into him, giggling morbidly about all of the shit you two had to do.
Blood covered both of your hands, splattered over your bodies. But in Hawks' opinion? Red really suited you.
It's not a traditional relationship, filled with soft and sweet moments of romance and swooning. Yes, he's absolutely whipped. Yes, you're absolutely whipped. But it's much more... playful than anything.
Either of you could die at any moment. So it's fast-paced and passionate, playfully throwing taunts at each other on the battlefield only to patch each other up lately. Rivalry at its finest but still love. So much love.
Maybe one day the two of you will finally be able to slow down.
When the world's quieter, Hawks murmured to you once, staring off into the distance, his body still trembling from the memories he'd relived, when the world's quieter.
i had a vision
🌸 🚂☁️☁️☁️